Tuesday, March 10, 2026

History

 

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I see wonderful things

 

Offbeat Humor

 

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The Beautiful Librarians by Sean O'Brien

The Beautiful Librarians
by Sean O'Brien

The beautiful librarians are dead,
The fairly recent graduates who sat
Like Françoise Hardy’s shampooed sisters
With cardigans across their shoulders
On quiet evenings at the issue desk,
Stamping books and never looking up
At where I stood in adoration.

Once I glimpsed the staffroom
Where they smoked and (if the novels
Were correct) would speak of men.
I still see the blue Minis they would drive
Back to their flats around the park,
To Blossom Dearie and red wine
Left over from a party I would never

Be a member of. Their rooms looked down
On dimming avenues of lime.
I shared the geography but not the world
It seemed they were establishing
With such unfussy self-possession, nor
The novels they were writing secretly
That somehow turned to ‘Mum’s old stuff’.

Never to even brush in passing
Yet nonetheless keep faith with them,
The ice queens in their realms of gold –
It passes time that passes anyway.
Book after book I kept my word
Elsewhere, long after they were gone
And all the brilliant stock was sold.

The Flame, 1902 by Wilhelm Bernatzik

The Flame, 1902 by Wilhelm Bernatzik (Austria, 1853-1906)

























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Monday, March 9, 2026

History

 

I see wonderful things

 

Offbeat Humor